We departed Hershey TT destined today for Scotrun TT in Scotrun, PA. From the Hershey TT park the route initially took us north across farmland with gorgeous, extremely well-tended individual farms that look like they do not have animals on them because there is no visual evidence of cow plop and no rich smells normally associated with husbandry operations. Shortly thereafter we made it to I-78 eastbound for just a few miles before splitting off to I-81 northbound to the area around Hazleton, PA, where we turned east on I-80 to Scotrun.
This drive takes you across the ridges of the Pocono Mountains which are very scenic but it is hard to really gaze at the surrounding countryside because the interstate surface is very similar to the highways in Virginia. In all fairness, we did pass over some sections of I-80 that were relatively smooth but they were quite rare. Like Virginia, the interstates are liberally pockmarked with cavernous potholes, very poorly performed repairs that are worse than the initial problem and jarring bridge approaches that jeopardize dental adhesives and the expensive stuff they bond to the remains of my teeth.
The higher altitude sections of the Poconos that we passed through have pretty tiny trees. I have seen similar sections of timber before but mostly in areas where there has been forest fires. Quite a few of the conifers in the areas near the road are either dead or dying from some cause. The hardwoods, however, seem to be quite healthy although they were little spindly units.
We exited the freeway at exit 299 and took one-lane roads to the Scotrun TT site. Peggy and I both have a seemingly strange visual anomaly that makes us see the word “Scotrun” as “scrotum” which may just mean we are dyslexic but I’d need more research before making any conclusive statements. I do not mean to say this place is a scrotum because the campground is nice enough although there seems to be more folks actually living here and not camping than there is travelers merely passing through.